I look into the mirror,
But it is a stranger I see.
The person is surely
is not me.
Where did I go,
Where did I lie,
I start to wonder,
I start to cry.
Everything is white,
I start to sigh,
How did I get here,
How did I die.
So many times,
I dreamt of this.
Feeling blind,
Oh what did I miss.
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